You know how when you say something and you’re just like, “Ug.” I do that sometimes when I’m writing here, especially when I’ve said something to fill in space. I have this thing where I have to have an odd number of paragraphs, except when I get to seven, then it has to be even. So I had six paragraphs and was done except I needed seven.

What I really wanted to say was, “I’m still feeling sad about cross country being over.” And to be honest, I care about school, but not that much. It’s a pain in the butt trying to get in these hours and I don’t mind the presentations, but it’s also all just a reminder of the other school which was easier when it came to supervision requirements.

When Elianna and I were at Hannibal, there were all these cheery people greeting us at the doors. One man said he was happy it rained and I said, “Ooo, are you a farmer!?!” And almost instantly after I said, “Wait, it’s harvest, farmers don’t want the rain now.” She thought that was so funny and I did too. I just shrugged and kept walking again.